Subby got banned. Started a thread in his "gamer1823" or whatever alt and ranted about how his ban was unjustified, blaming Four and IRmac.

Towards the end of his post, he used the other word for gay, and said that they should all die or something.

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LOL
im sure he doesnt say anything like that ;p

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He did.

Also said it in a post in this CT that I removed, but he went on a rant stating that I banned him for his comments against Christianity (which if he read my own post, he would realize that I don't give a shit about that stuff).

IGN has very, very specific rules regarding using homophobic or racial comments, ESPECIALLY slurs (similar to "fig", if you catch my drift). Just because you can swear doesn't mean you can throw those words around.

I'm pretty sure he was banned again. His angry rant thread had some pretty bannable stuff.

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I didn't see this. What happened?

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Started a thread in his "gamer1823" or whatever alt and ranted about how his ban was unjustified, blaming Four and IRmac.

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lol I missed that. Damn someone needs to @ me when things like that happen. I don't check every thread on the board anymore cause they seem to always just be the same threads over and over that I've already seen.

Here's the story. I was working a shift at GameStop on Thanksgiving Day back in 2006. My shift started at this weird time that was a little too late for breakfast and a little too early for lunch, and I hadn't eaten yet that day so I was hungry. I went to the BK across the parking lot and had a Whopper. Later that night, I got sicker than I ever had been in my entire life. You know in Team America where the puppet is puking in the alley? It was like that, both in quantity and projectile force. Hands down, one of the worst physical experiences of my life to date. When I wasn't vomiting, I was passed out hard from the food poisoning. This particular Thanksgiving, we had the ENTIRE family in Michigan. Aunts, uncles, cousins, people from all around the country that I've only had the opportunity to see a handful of times in my life. And here I was passed out upstairs, and I missed Thanksgiving. Because of Burger King and their poorly-cooked Grade D meat.

I was chatting up another man I was friendly with and he told me of his similar experience. So we brought it up with the store manager, who (almost literally) told us to go fuck ourselves. Seriously, her response was curt and unacceptably disrespectful. But we thought, hey it's the store manager, what can she do about this anyway? So we got a hold of the corporate complaint line, who slightly less rudely told us to go fuck ourselves.

Never again. I've not given Burger King a dime since then. I'm not missing out.

Here's the story. I was working a shift at GameStop on Thanksgiving Day back in 2006. My shift started at this weird time that was a little too late for breakfast and a little too early for lunch, and I hadn't eaten yet that day so I was hungry. I went to the BK across the parking lot and had a Whopper. Later that night, I got sicker than I ever had been in my entire life. You know in Team America where the puppet is puking in the alley? It was like that, both in quantity and projectile force. Hands down, one of the worst physical experiences of my life to date. When I wasn't vomiting, I was passed out hard from the food poisoning. This particular Thanksgiving, we had the ENTIRE family in Michigan. Aunts, uncles, cousins, people from all around the country that I've only had the opportunity to see a handful of times in my life. And here I was passed out upstairs, and I missed Thanksgiving. Because of Burger King and their poorly-cooked Grade D meat.

I was chatting up another man I was friendly with and he told me of his similar experience. So we brought it up with the store manager, who (almost literally) told us to go **** ourselves. Seriously, her response was curt and unacceptably disrespectful. But we thought, hey it's the store manager, what can she do about this anyway? So we got a hold of the corporate complaint line, who slightly less rudely told us to go **** ourselves.

Never again. I've not given Burger King a dime since then. I'm not missing out.

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Word is it might be horse or donkey meat in those burgers. Doesn't mater to me I always hated the taste of their "flame broiled" burgers.

Here's the story. I was working a shift at GameStop on Thanksgiving Day back in 2006. My shift started at this weird time that was a little too late for breakfast and a little too early for lunch, and I hadn't eaten yet that day so I was hungry. I went to the BK across the parking lot and had a Whopper. Later that night, I got sicker than I ever had been in my entire life. You know in Team America where the puppet is puking in the alley? It was like that, both in quantity and projectile force. Hands down, one of the worst physical experiences of my life to date. When I wasn't vomiting, I was passed out hard from the food poisoning. This particular Thanksgiving, we had the ENTIRE family in Michigan. Aunts, uncles, cousins, people from all around the country that I've only had the opportunity to see a handful of times in my life. And here I was passed out upstairs, and I missed Thanksgiving. Because of Burger King and their poorly-cooked Grade D meat.

I was chatting up another man I was friendly with and he told me of his similar experience. So we brought it up with the store manager, who (almost literally) told us to go **** ourselves. Seriously, her response was curt and unacceptably disrespectful. But we thought, hey it's the store manager, what can she do about this anyway? So we got a hold of the corporate complaint line, who slightly less rudely told us to go **** ourselves.

Never again. I've not given Burger King a dime since then. I'm not missing out.

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Word is it might be horse or donkey meat in those burgers. Doesn't mater to me I always hated the taste of their "flame broiled" burgers.

Here's the story. I was working a shift at GameStop on Thanksgiving Day back in 2006. My shift started at this weird time that was a little too late for breakfast and a little too early for lunch, and I hadn't eaten yet that day so I was hungry. I went to the BK across the parking lot and had a Whopper. Later that night, I got sicker than I ever had been in my entire life. You know in Team America where the puppet is puking in the alley? It was like that, both in quantity and projectile force. Hands down, one of the worst physical experiences of my life to date. When I wasn't vomiting, I was passed out hard from the food poisoning. This particular Thanksgiving, we had the ENTIRE family in Michigan. Aunts, uncles, cousins, people from all around the country that I've only had the opportunity to see a handful of times in my life. And here I was passed out upstairs, and I missed Thanksgiving. Because of Burger King and their poorly-cooked Grade D meat.

I was chatting up another man I was friendly with and he told me of his similar experience. So we brought it up with the store manager, who (almost literally) told us to go **** ourselves. Seriously, her response was curt and unacceptably disrespectful. But we thought, hey it's the store manager, what can she do about this anyway? So we got a hold of the corporate complaint line, who slightly less rudely told us to go **** ourselves.

Never again. I've not given Burger King a dime since then. I'm not missing out.

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Word is it might be horse or donkey meat in those burgers. Doesn't mater to me I always hated the taste of their "flame broiled" burgers.

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Yeah, the wax coating erupts in the microwaves. Thus the flames.

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Most people are unaware that most fast food is microwaved. I didn't know until I was at MacDonalds with a raw food friend of mine. He knew that he couldn't get real raw food so he just told them to get a patty out of the warming drawer without nuking it for him. He thinks microwaves break down the molecular bonds of the vitamins and nutrients in food.

Here's the story. I was working a shift at GameStop on Thanksgiving Day back in 2006. My shift started at this weird time that was a little too late for breakfast and a little too early for lunch, and I hadn't eaten yet that day so I was hungry. I went to the BK across the parking lot and had a Whopper. Later that night, I got sicker than I ever had been in my entire life. You know in Team America where the puppet is puking in the alley? It was like that, both in quantity and projectile force. Hands down, one of the worst physical experiences of my life to date. When I wasn't vomiting, I was passed out hard from the food poisoning. This particular Thanksgiving, we had the ENTIRE family in Michigan. Aunts, uncles, cousins, people from all around the country that I've only had the opportunity to see a handful of times in my life. And here I was passed out upstairs, and I missed Thanksgiving. Because of Burger King and their poorly-cooked Grade D meat.

I was chatting up another man I was friendly with and he told me of his similar experience. So we brought it up with the store manager, who (almost literally) told us to go **** ourselves. Seriously, her response was curt and unacceptably disrespectful. But we thought, hey it's the store manager, what can she do about this anyway? So we got a hold of the corporate complaint line, who slightly less rudely told us to go **** ourselves.

Never again. I've not given Burger King a dime since then. I'm not missing out.

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Word is it might be horse or donkey meat in those burgers. Doesn't mater to me I always hated the taste of their "flame broiled" burgers.

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Yeah, the wax coating erupts in the microwaves. Thus the flames.

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I'm glad I quit eating from McDonald's and BK, because these two restraunts are a cancer to my neighborhood. These two god forsaken restraunts are more than disgusting. The place smells of rotten food, and the management is poor. You can tell that the place is not clean by just looking at the tables.

Word is it might be horse or donkey meat in those burgers. Doesn't mater to me I always hated the taste of their "flame broiled" burgers.

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Yeah, the wax coating erupts in the microwaves. Thus the flames.

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Most people are unaware that most fast food is microwaved. I didn't know until I was at MacDonalds with a raw food friend of mine. He knew that he couldn't get real raw food so he just told them to get a patty out of the warming drawer without nuking it for him. He thinks microwaves break down the molecular bonds of the vitamins and nutrients in food.

Most people are unaware that most fast food is microwaved. I didn't know until I was at MacDonalds with a raw food friend of mine. He knew that he couldn't get real raw food so he just told them to get a patty out of the warming drawer without nuking it for him. He thinks microwaves break down the molecular bonds of the vitamins and nutrients in food.

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Jesus... at that point why even eat there?

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cause it's wear I stopped and he didn't want to be a bother. Obviously he's insane.

Steak n' Shake is this psuedo-retro fast-food place. All of them look the same. Really good food. It was actually started in my hometown. The original place was sadly torn down and turned into a shitty pizza joint.

Four, what was your experience working at Steak n' Shake? Was it really that bad?

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Yes, but not necessarily because of the chain. The one I worked at was in a particularly affluent area, but it's got shopping galore so it attracts both the rich and hobos of the greater St. Louis area. So you have this clash of dipshit restaurant goers who HATE the fact that they're there. But it's fuckin Steak n' Shake and everybody loves it, especially when they're in a hurry.

So it was pissy customers above all else, which is a common complaint among servers. What SnS does that really pisses me off is allow customers to double up on coupons (figuratively; you can have 3 or 4 coupons for like 10% off your meal and they're give you the combined transition-total off). To give an example, I had this real white-trash lady bring her like 7 kids for a meal, totaling well over $350. I did the entire serving alone, and did it damn well in anticipation of a fantastic tip (I was new, and naïve). They just kept ordering stuff, and I was thinking this was gonna be awesome. But lo and behold, she was a couponer. So the whole meal came out to like $15....

... and she tipped me on the $15 instead of the original bill.

If you have some dumbass aversion to tipping that's one thing, but that's the infrastructure. If you don't like it, find something else to eat. I'm convinced the only reason I got a tip at all was a mandatory tip for 6 guests or over. This was at the end of a particularly long day, so on her way out I flat out said "Thanks for the tip, fucker". Literally. My boss was standing right there and chuckled. She complained, and he asked "Did you tip $2 on a $350 meal?" She clearly hadn't expected this response. I got a 'talking-to', they said don't do it again, blah blah blah. But any place where you say that to a customer and can still keep your job is a joke, imo.

Every shift was like a death-march. GameStop used to be the worst job I ever had, until Steak n' Shake. Don't ever be a waiter unless you can somehow sneak your way into a Michelin-star restaurant or something. High class joints are stressful, but for the right reasons. Patrons are higher class and they'll let you know it, but at least you still get treated like a human being.